winds whisper change but the direction dissipates leafs bury each other softly until footsteps crack their collective backs In some sort of accidental ploy; emotionless yet connected like the stars, tacked up by fishing wire, their invisible back bone loosened like two lips about to kiss, while they glow inside dust gathers to open ladders that end abruptly; whispers something closely Into ears silenced by truth compelled by lies seeping into cracks of skin, vacuumed in sponge like tendencies left behind but not lost, just searching in Valhalla, downed in drama while fingers grip the search, the comfort of perfection in the shape of curves I swallow the burning sky, breathing the same tides as you rolling over waves, a separate pain only to congregate once again undertows take hold then let go; minds discombobulate from current states emerging with deep and thankful breathes, wading in, surviving for one more try until calmness raptures within, exploding through voice protruding until a surface has been reached washed up one blessed thought, gleams off to the rocks sandy amnesties eyes focus back to the shadows between the treetops
so many good verses, loved the whole thing; had a very spiraling quality to it, the barrage of images coming without a real feeling of break worked well, I thought! Good to see you stopping by again, always enjoy your work yeah, i like that
I really enjoyed these meandering streams which gather to torrential flows, they whole work has a wealth of images, well done.
Thats fookin A! a class!!! it made me chuckel, i had an internal reaction and it was very good. it's cosmic, unexpected, and one wicked painting of randomness...but surely altogether makes some kind of biggerpicture in our minds....its really really good. i lved it.
